“Sadie,” he says after a couple of minutes. “You didn’t ride horses, did you?”
I pause, surprised at the strange question. “No,” I say. “My parents wouldn’t let me. How’d you know?”
I can feel his smile against my neck. “Don’t freak out. There’s just a little blood.”
I sit up suddenly and stare down at the comforter. A big red stain spreads all around us.
“Oh my god!” I say.
“Hey,” he answers. “It’s okay, seriously. It’s a cheap comforter. Don’t worry. I knew this might happen.”
“I’m so, so sorry,” I say.
“It’s okay,” he says.
I stand up, intending to try and clean it up, but he gets up and grabs me. He pulls me against him.
“Listen,” he says. “I knew that might happen. That’s why we did it there. Don’t worry.”
I bite my lip, embarrassed. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” he says. “Seriously. We’ll throw away the comforter and get another one.”
“I’m so sorry. I’m an idiot.”
“No, you’re not. You were a virgin.” He kisses my lips gently. “But now you’re not.”
I blink, a little surprised. He’s right. I’m not a virgin anymore.
This should be a bigger moment. I should feel different, like totally reborn or something. I always imagined my first time would make me feel like an adult finally.
Instead, I just feel like myself. Except there’s an ache between my legs and I just had a great orgasm, but otherwise still myself.
“I don’t feel different,” I say to him.
He laughs a little. “I didn’t think you would.” He kisses me softly again. “But you will.”
“How?” I ask him.
“We’re not done tonight,” he whispers, and a thrill runs down my spine.
“We’re not?”
“Oh no,” he says. “I have so much to teach you. We’re just getting started.”
I look up at him, a thrill running through my skin. I kiss him deeply and passionately and I know he’s right. We are just getting started. And I can’t wait for him to show me everything that I’ve been missing. I can’t wait for him to make me feel like a real woman.
I know he can do it. He’s already getting a little hard, and I can already feel my desire starting to build again. Maybe I’m a little embarrassed about the blood, but that’s okay, he genuinely doesn’t seem to mind at all. Besides, I’ll make it up to him.
I’ll be his obedient little girl and he’ll be my Daddy. Together he’ll teach me everything I’ve always wanted to learn, and I’ll obey his every word, because I want to be a good girl for him.
17
Gavin
We spend the rest of the night alternating between exploring each other’s bodies and talking. We don’t go to sleep until four in the morning, and I don’t think I can remember ever feeling so good.
There’s a spirit to Sadie that I’ve never experienced before. For someone that has such an oppressive family, she seems so absolutely alive. She clearly wants more from life than just to be married off to whomever her family chooses for her, and she’s doing what makes her happy, despite the danger.
I can’t get enough of it. She makes me feel young again, although I like being her older Daddy. I like taking care of her and teaching her everything she needs to know.
I wake up slowly in the morning, the sunlight streaming in through the windows. I glance at the clock and sigh to myself. I got maybe four hours of sleep at most. It’s eight in the morning, and I know I won’t be going back to sleep anytime soon.
I don’t care. Sadie’s beautiful body is snuggled up against mine, and I run my hand down her beautiful hips. Instantly the night before comes back to me, every single lurid detail.
Her pussy is like fucking fire. I don’t know how else to put it. I never really cared about deflowering a virgin before, but I’m fucking glad I got to do it with Sadie. I taught her everything she needed to know about sex, or at least I started to teach her. And she was so eager to learn.
Not to mention enthusiastic. Her pussy is so fucking tight and slick, I just never want to leave it. And she throws herself into sex like there’s nothing else in the world. I’ve been with plenty of other women, but that’s something I’ve never seen before, and it’s fucking addictive.
I slip out of bed, letting her sleep. She stirs but doesn’t wake up. I head into the bathroom to do my morning routine before heading into the kitchen to make some breakfast.